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Hold your horsepower-rich Hudson Hornet! Now what? Even though I had a hard time following Santorum’s message as he sometimes rambled through speeches, I was struck by his sincerity and honesty. He spoke what he honestly believed, albeit retro and a bit outlandish. His statement about JFK’s separation of church and state is one example. As he said of Kennedy’s speech, “Separation of church and state makes him want to “throw up” leaving the listener to wonder, “huh?” Later on he talked about Obama’s “phony theology” and the “evils of contraception” in his speeches. If that wasn’t enough he took on the mantle of the extreme religious right in a speech he made back in 2008 where he warned that “Satan has his sights set on the United States of America.” No I cannot fault him on his beliefs or convictions but I also know that as strident a voice as Santorum’s was most Americans would not elect him to the presidency. I am glad that he is putting family first and pulling out of the race. His message caught fire and burned a little longer than the message of the other wannabes in the Republican field this year.

So, that leaves them with Mitt Romney. The son of AMC which gave us the Hudson Hornet and the Nash Rambler two pretty cool cars. That’s where “cool” ends I’m afraid. What is it about sons trying to out do their fathers anyway. “W” used to joke about finishing the job his father started in Iraq and now Mitt is outdoing his father’s run for the presidency. President Romney? Sorry, I can’t get my head around that at all. Maybe I could if it was a George rather than a Willard. I knew where Santorum stood. Where does Romney stand on the issues…this week? Me neither. As American Motors was beginning to disappear in the late ’70’s and early ’80’s there was a slogan for their downsized autos. It ran something like this “The value Americans want… The size America needs.” Yes it sounds like a slick car slogan fer shure, but I’m not too sure Americans are getting any value they want from a slick Romney. Quite frankly, I don’t believe him.

and so it goes…